Below, Juexin bowed respectfully.
"Master, as the saying goes, 'Food and grass must be sent before the army can move.' If our sect wants to march out with an army of 100,000, we must first solve the food and grass problem."
Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, "The Ming Cult is out of money?"
Jueyuan was stunned. The leader was still so direct.
"That's right. Supporting an army of 100,000 has already made my sect unable to make ends meet. Now we have to send troops to attack again. Without money, we can't move an inch." He said.
“Is that so?”
Lin Lang touched his chin and said, "Lin... I understand. Just tell me the money you need for this trip, and I'll find a way!"
"Yes, Master, we have roughly calculated that including weapons, armor, military supplies, food, etc., we will need at least five million taels of silver." Jue Yuan said.
Lin Lang's heart trembled when he heard this. Five million taels?
Mr. Lin has been traveling around the world for so many years, but he has never earned a thousand taels. Five million taels is terrifying.
He nodded calmly, "Got it, go down!"
"yes!"
Jueyuan looked at Lin Lang's stiff face and felt a surge of self-blame.
This amount of money is not a small sum, and the leader has just taken office and has encountered such a difficult problem.
well……
After Jueyuan left, Lin Lang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Five million taels, wouldn't this force Lin to bleed heavily?"
Lin Lang left Yue Buqun outside with a look of pain on his face.
"Chess Master!"
Yue Buqun put the big box behind him on the ground. Lin Lang opened the box and the dazzling golden light reflected on his face.
"Black Dragon! Don't blame the master. The master is in trouble, so he borrowed your little treasury."
Then he had a thought, and Linghu Chong and others appeared beside him again, carrying large boxes on their backs.
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